Published: January 6, 2025
His screams echoed for a long time in this Chaotic World, shaking the heavens and the earth.
One can only imagine the unimaginable pain he was enduring.
Standing in the center of the flames, Qin Chen's expression was indifferent, with a cold, mocking smile at the corners of his mouth... which was completely at odds with the heart-wrenching scenes and sounds around him.
The flames continued to burn; as long as he wished, they could go on infinitely.
The rolling chaos power of the Chaotic World flowed into Qin Chen's body, continuously replenishing the power within him, endless and boundless.
The Primordial Ancestral Dragon and Blood River Saint Ancestor watched from the side, feeling a chill run down their spines. That piercing scream reminded Blood River Saint Ancestor of his past self.
Everyone stared wide-eyed as the body of the lord of abyssal demons gradually disappeared in the flames; Qin Chen suddenly reined in the fire.
In an instant, the raging flames and lightning dissipated, and the surrounding world fell into a momentary silence.
If this continued, the soul origin of the lord of abyssal demons would likely suffer severe damage.
How could Qin Chen bear to let him die? The flames vanished, and the long-sustained screams of the lord of abyssal demons finally disappeared. He collapsed to the ground in agony, twitching helplessly.
A dignified demon lord, suppressed for countless years beneath the Thunder Sea, now lay here like a dead dog, as if he had been ravaged by countless wild dogs, utterly miserable and forlorn.
On the brink of death, the lord of abyssal demons was too weak to speak; he simply gazed feebly at Qin Chen, his eyes filled with defiance, as if asking Qin Chen what means he still had.
Qin Chen said nothing; he merely sneered. He raised his hand, and the rolling chaos power began to rapidly heal the body and soul of the lord of abyssal demons.
That primordial chaos aura allowed the injuries of the lord of abyssal demons to heal at a visible pace, a sensation of unprecedented relief enveloping his body.
"You..." When his body had recovered about sixty to seventy percent, the lord of abyssal demons suddenly stood up. His body and soul still endured the pain from before, having gone through such a horrific hell, he remained haunted by it, yet he found it hard to believe that Qin Chen would actually heal him.
That gentle gaze upon him made him shudder; what on earth did this guy intend to do?
If Qin Chen continued to humiliate him with words and torment him with actions, it would make him feel at ease. But now, Qin Chen's actions stirred a strange fear within him.
"It seems you are almost healed."
Qin Chen chuckled lightly, and within his body, rolling lightning erupted as endless flames surged forth once more.
"Ah!"
The overwhelming flames instantly engulfed the lord of abyssal demons, and that nightmarish pain once again clung to his soul and body.
The lord of abyssal demons screamed in agony, his eyes filled with endless resentment and hatred. In his desperate struggle, his collapsed will could muster no thought of resistance, only a desire to escape from here.
But with every struggle, he could not break free from Qin Chen's restraints; his body began to vanish again, while his soul was slowly ground away. This pain was akin to being trapped in hell.
Soon, the body of the lord of abyssal demons began to deteriorate. Just as he was on the brink of annihilation, Qin Chen stopped and used the primordial chaos source to repair his body once again.
"You..." The lord of abyssal demons regained consciousness, trembling all over. Before he could speak, Qin Chen had already burned his body again.
Once! Ten times! A hundred times! After enduring such pain countless times, the lord of abyssal demons' will was thoroughly shattered. The feeling of being unable to live or die filled him with despair.
"Ah, spare me..." The lord of abyssal demons finally began to plead for mercy, using the last remnants of his will to desperately beg for it.